float_on_alright: drink tea and read (drink tea and read)
I did the computer mouse the other day so I thought I'd do the prompt as it was originally described and not as I'd inadvertently read it. It didn't seem right to "check it off" without doing it properly. 

The perspective of a mouse in a cupboard:

The tall ones weren't supposed to be home this early, Fur the 750th of the clan of Browns, thought to himself. They were supposed to be gone for a few more movements of the sun; he was pretty sure. Instead, they hadn't been gone long enough for the sun to have shifted much at all. He could tell from the line of the sun and shadows created by the small crack where the door of the cupboard didn't quite seal all the way closed. He was fairly certain that they hadn't heard him yet though. They seemed to be yelling at each other, and one had slammed the door closed after they'd entered. No, if he remained very still he might just be okay until they had left or gone to bed again. It was hard to understand what they were upset about exactly. The tall ones argued about such strange things. 

"You told me that you'd had the car taken in!" the child bearing one of the two shouted. 

"I did!" the non-child bearing one answered. 

Fur knew they had their own for such distinctions, but he didn't have time to sort out all of their languages. 

"Well then, why the hell did they not miss that we were nearly out of radiator fluid!"

"I don't know, Greta. And I'm sorry. They told me they checked all the fluids. Look," the one showed 'Greta' something he'd pulled from his pocket. Fur didn't quite understand what the slim block could show this Greta, but Greta looked. "See? A charge from the mechanic from yesterday." 

Greta let out a sigh. "I'm sorry, William." All the anger seemed to rush from the tall one in a whoosh. 

"It's okay," William answered. "I know you're worried about your sister, but there's nothing you can do for her right now anyway. And we'll be there soon." 

"Yes, I know you're right." 

"Your sister is going to be okay, love. I promise." 

"You can't promise that." 

Fur understood worry for brothers and sisters. He had some forty siblings somewhere. And several had died already. Theirs was not an easy life. 

"Why don't we get changed out of these clothes and then we'll go from there." The one called William said instead. 

"Okay," Greta nodded her head. William put his mouth on Greta's in a gentle, almost hesitant way. Fur had seen them do this before but didn't understand. The gesture never seemed to follow the same pattern. Sometimes it was all encompassing what they did and led to what Fur thought was mating, but sometimes it led to nothing but a smile or a wave goodbye. Such strange creatures, the tall ones. Fur hoped this meant that he would be free to move soon. 

Greta and William stood together a few moments more and then moved out of the room and up the stairs. Fur breathed a deep sigh of relief and scurried back into the crevice in the wall he'd come through hoping the tall ones would be gone for a while. He senses if he came back after the sun disappeared and reappeared that he would be able to raid their cabinets to his heart's content. He would just have to have a little patience. 
float_on_alright: i'm known as actually (reject your reality sub my own)

Title: Chicken Soup for Scott
Author: [livejournal.com profile] illfindmyway (maybe) 
Fandom: Hawaii 5-0 RPS
Pairing: Alex/Scott 
Genre: RPS - H/C, romance, fluff
Rated: PG story - Mature Language (They curse - don't say I didn't warn you)
Word Count: ~1,500
Disclaimer: This is a totally fictional account of the lives of real people. 
Notes: Written for the [livejournal.com profile] scott_alex_rps After Holiday Prompt Fest. 
My eternal thanks to [livejournal.com profile] purple_spock and [livejournal.com profile] shanachie_quill who are wonderful people. I can't thank them enough for their help and patience.
Prompt:  During hiatus one of them is back home alone, sick as a dog and the other one flies in to town to take care of him.

*Liquid Laugh actually means "throw up" - I used it cause I figured Scott looks like he's about to be sick, but I figure Alex would "translate" it to something Scott would flip him off for :-P
float_on_alright: i'm known as actually (beware bottles say drink me)

Title: Except in Bed
Genre: Gen, Humor, Sillyness
Rating: PG/PG-13 for the concepts
Spoilers: None. 
Warnings: None 
Pairings: None
Word Count: ~240 
Summary: The team reads their fortune cookies. 
Disclaimer: H50 belongs to me! Muuuahahahahhahahaha! ... in my dreams (CBS has all the rights) - which is why I spend loads all of my spare time writing stories like this for fun and then posting them on lj and AO3 in exchange for love <3

A/N: This is an ode/homage to or rip off of this XCKD strip.

Thanks [livejournal.com profile] purple_spock !

Link to A03

A break from paperwork and fortune cookies )
(Master List)
float_on_alright: i'm known as actually (Default)
Title: Corporate Nonsense
Genre: RPF, kind of, about shenanigans at H50 writer's room
Word count: 320

no pairings, choose your own slash, sillyness

I don’t know what it is, but this is how I picture things going down at CBS, regardless of your ‘ship.

Copy to H50 writer's room  )
(Click Here)
float_on_alright: i'm known as actually (books addled her brain)
Title: Don't bet against me
Genre: Drabble from Kono's POV 
Rating: PG for violent ideas
Warnings/Spoilers: Mentions of Hana 'a'a Makehewaep 1.12
Summary: A brief look at Kono's mind when she's watching McGarrett and Hesse meet.
Disclaimer: Just letting my imagination have a bit of fun with someone else's characters and plot. 

Thanks to purple_spock for her Beta-ing!

Kono on the ridge )
(To the Master List)


float_on_alright: i'm known as actually (Default)

September 2017

101112131415 16
1718 19 202122 23


RSS Atom

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Sep. 26th, 2017 04:19 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios